Blacktail Deer Plateau Command me to be well

As expected, Rosalyn admitted to have had more to this little visit than a random moment - she had questions, and so, he could only determin he was a target to her attention for a while now. Nothing but curiosity brought her forward and so he would answer whatever she drudged up. 

And of course the simplest of questions was first, and unfortunately for her, his answer was simple and curt. No. He answered the second part first for it was the easiest of the two. He had no one here keeping him chained to their ranks, it was nothing but a habit now, a routine keeping him patrolling the borders with nothing better to do. 

I can't answer something I do not know the answer to. He admitted, as dull of an answer that was, he really didn't have much of a reason why he chose Rusalka over all the other packs he could have encountered. I regret to admit that it was purely by chance. He paused, turning his attention from the sunset and onto Rosalyn, studying her expression as best as he could - thankfully her good side was facing him and was somewhat easier to read than a bunch of scars bunching up skin. 

He needed all the help he could get when it came to trying to read another being. 

Is that a problem? It was no challenge, but he was simply curious to know if it was wrong of him. His tone was cool, calm like a breeze on a still winter's day.